Life is just a bowl of pits.
I told my psychiatrist that everyone hates me. He said I was being ridiculous - everyone hasn't met me yet.
My wife and I were happy for twenty years. Then we met.
My wife's jealousy is getting ridiculous. The other day she looked at my calendar and wanted to know who May was.
A girl phoned me the other day and said "Come on over, there's nobody home." I went over. Nobody was home.
I went to a fight the other night, and a hockey game broke out.
When I was a kid my parents moved a lot, but I always found them.
I haven't spoken to my wife in years. I didn't want to interrupt
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